language
Texting
With the upgrade to iPhones, Sam and I can now text each other. I’ve watched Sam play with spelling and language on Facebook and knew that he could handle some communication shortcuts. I’ve watched him use some numbers in place of letters. I was curious what our first crash-and-burn would be like texting.
Our first crash and burn came from the auto-correct.
Me: “Maybe charge the tractor when you fervor from work and let’s try to start it again tonight.”
When I pressed send, I saw that “fervor” was in place of “get home”.
(Awesome guess there, by the way, Mr. Auto-Correct Editor.)
Immediately, I followed that with: “Stupid auto correct. Get home, not fervor.”
Within 30 seconds, my phone was ringing.
“Mom, I did not understand your text message AT ALL.”
I didn’t even try to explain or translate.
“Sam, please just charge the tractor. I’ll explain what happened with the text when I get home.”
Damn You, Auto Correct.
That All May Read
Yesterday we mailed back the digital playback machine from the Texas State Library. Sam has been a client of the Talking Books program since elementary school. Many nights the boys put in a Harry Potter book, or Hank the Cowdog, or Lemony Snicket, and fell asleep as the story unfolded.
That doesn’t really work for Sam’s life anymore. He’s working two jobs and, come fall, will be taking two classes online — just 12 more credit hours, four easy classes — and he’ll have his associate’s degree.
I bought him a Kindle two Christmases ago, in hopes that the Kindle — which has the capability of converting text to speech — would fill the gap in his life.
It helps when a textbook is available as a Kindle edition. The book can be read to him and that improves his comprehension. We can’t expect the Talking Books program to keep up with that kind of need.
But book publishers don’t want to cooperate with the e-reader formats. They likely consider what happened to the music industry as a cautionary tale. His most favorite books aren’t available, probably because the most popular authors know that where they go, is where the e-reader goes.
We’d pay for the damn books if they play nice with Kindle, which had the decency to offer text-to-speech. We’d buy another e-reader if they would quit buckling to the audio book market and enable text-to-speech.
While everyone else waits for market dominance — or, in the case of JK Rowling and PotterMore, apparently positions for the continued chaos — people like Sam can’t participate.
It just shows how little we really think about people when our vision is clouded by money.
Overheard in the Wolfe House #6
Sam (turning off the electric razor): That’s it. I give up.
Question authority
I’m on the hook for two presentations at the Texas Parent-to-Parent conference in San Marcos June 24-26. In one presentation I’ll be working with Shahla Rosales, a professor of applied behavior analysis at the University of North Texas, on ethics in treatment decisions. She’s come up with six guideposts for clinicians. She shared them with me a year ago and they resonated so wonderfully for me, as a parent, that I proposed we offer the same talk for parents at P2P.
Kindle for special readers
Sam is finishing his second all-online computer class this semester, Introduction to Database, a class for which he had two versions of the textbook — traditional and Kindle.
Do you want to be my friend?
Those who’ve read See Sam Run may remember the passage that alludes to Eric Carle’s book, “Do You Want to Be My Friend?” Classic children’s books were a big part of fostering Sam’s language development as a preschooler. That little mouse was persistent, and Sam liked the repetitive language.